To be a wizard, you'd have to try, to force your intent, like going to grad school, there’s going to be a price, mathematics, and calculations, it takes so much effort, rolling the boulder, up the hill, again and again, it’s not a desirable way to live, so small, the ants and the butterflies, maybe it’s the only way, even when you’re as heavy, as a mountain, the heavens provide a way, find what floats, all that effort, let it be an undercurrent, a passive income, an everlasting fruit, some spells, last forever, consequences, does it still hurt, when you can’t even feel it anymore, and ten more cycles, again and again, thirty, do you dare, does the spirit expand, does the river diverge, how many reflections, can this place have, a world tree, its brothers and sisters, it all echoes out, valid ways to live, a poet, a swordsman, and a sorcerer, it’s not for me, all that effort, pretty, and simple, the heart that beats under this mountain, I don’t like it, complications, rivers and roads, make an offering, for an inheritance, the road is easy, for your master, but we must each find our own way, survival, a road to walk on, how to think, how to live, hard work, and effort, it’s what builds roads, carve it out, your place, it continues to pay, the bright burning fire, that fuels civilization, specialization, ingenuity, community, outliers, they can do anything, reach for the heavens, or move through the shadows, as long as you’re successful, satisfaction after satisfaction, slaying dragons, slaying giants, a beautiful maiden, food is for the living, extend it, heaven’s reach, or work for the devil, know to fear him, and your father, remember they exist, satisfy a dream, are you clever, answer the question, does innocence save you, or are you wise, and bound in chains, how far can you go, how valid is your existence, there are many ways to win, crave it, push further and further, the boundary, like Goku and the next guy, win, win, an apple passes by, take a bite, fall to the abyss, heaven hides, in the weirdest places, the greatest things, are for discerning eyes, men and women of culture, the taste of it, would bring tears to my eyes, it’s what I truly yearn for, what my father is eating, an uncrossable boundary, eternity after eternity, alas, such is fate, but maybe I can still reach for it, those purple gates…

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